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  • The Boatmans Dirge
    14 Jan 2004

    Eternity on a fiddle
    Beneath the cool black lake
    Death on a ship in the water
    A sordid bitter mistake

    Drunk on the milk of a Goddess
    The water whispered quietly
    Delerious from the sprays poison
    Dreaming of when i was free

    Stuck in the hold with a three piece band
    The pipes a guitar and me
    For ever we'll play our mounful song
    To aid sailers across this dark sea.

    (Taken from Vespers)